On November 20th, it was already very cold. Yan Susu had not been asleep all night. Last night, she also heard about the bet between the King of Northern Xinjiang and Fenglang.
For some reason, her eyelids kept pounding all night.
The uneasiness in her heart was tormenting her and she couldn't sleep. After tossing and turning in the middle of the night, she simply put on her clothes, stood in front of the window, looked at the cold moon outside, and kept praying, praying that he was safe and sound.
When Feng Yuchuan came to see her, her whole body had become stiff and had become a stone, and she was still leaning against the window, and her back looked a little lonely and cold.
"Sister!" Feng Yuchuan called her, his voice a little hoarse.
Yan Susu was shocked, turned her head and looked at Feng Yuchuan's swollen eyes. Her body was suddenly stunned and pulled the corners of her mouth. She asked stiffly, "It's you!"
Since the King of Northern Xinjiang woke up, the queen and others' house arrest have been lifted, including Feng Yuchuan.
Feng Yuchuan's swollen eyes made Yan Susu panic, and she comforted herself over and over again. The redness, swelling and moistness had nothing to do with Yuan Minxiang.
But God seemed to be a little bit unto her. Even though she prayed so much, Feng Yuchuan's message that choked up still took Yan Susu's life.
"Sister, Prince, Prince, Prince, he is dead!"
Yan Susu paused and fell on the chair behind her. She looked at Feng Yuchuan in disbelief, and she couldn't digest the word "dead".
She pulled the corner of her mouth and said stiffly: "You, you're kidding. I just met him a few days ago. Fenglang even threatened him to command the Tianyuan Dynasty. He is Fenglang's only trump card to fight back against the Jedi. How can he?
Maybe, no, haha, are you lying to me? You want to monopolize him, you love him, so you want to use this news to send me away, right? Then, he is yours, right?
?”
Feng Yuchuan wafted into tears and shook his head: "No, sister, the prince is really gone, the body..."
"Stop!" Don't listen, she didn't listen. Yan Susu stopped Feng Yuchuan with a stern voice, her chest fluctuated violently, and her face turned pale.
Feng Yuchuan was crying, covering her handkerchief, and crying indescribable voice.
The tears seemed to be contagious, flowing from her eyes to Yan Susu's. Even though he told himself that he was not dead, don't cry or cry, the tears still broke down.
Two women, a quiet room, tears in their eyes.
After a long time, Feng Yuchuan finally stopped crying and choked intermittently, "Sister, I didn't lie to you. I love the prince, but I am not so selfish. I know that the prince is the only one in his heart, and he and I,
There is only the name of a husband and wife, but no reality. He has never touched me. On the wedding night, he told me that he only loves you. Even if you betray him, there is only you in his heart."
Yan Susu's tears fell unstoppably, and crystal tears fell down her pale and weak cheeks, rolling into her lips, bitter and sour.
Feng Yuchuan continued: "From that night, I knew that my marriage with him was just a political marriage. The Empress Dowager forced me to him for the sake of harmony between the two countries. I often went to see you, although
You always treat me coldly, but I want to learn from you, I want to learn from your every move, every frown and smile. I thought I learned it very much, and he always likes me, but he doesn't want so many things to happen later, you
After disappearing, I knew that the prince hated himself and me."
Feng Yuchuan said here, and began to cry again, his voice choked and unable to make a sentence.
"I... know... I can never replace you, sister... If possible, you forgive me... Prince, he is dead, he... really loves you very much."
The liquid in his eyes rushed out, Yan Susu lowered her head, buried her head between her palms, and cried loudly.
For the first time in my life, I cried so helplessly like a child.
Feng Yuchuan stepped forward and hugged her in his arms: "Sister, go see him and go see him!"
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In the huge empty house, Yan Susu saw Yuan Minxiang.
A broken, bloody and bloody corpse that could not even be seen in her face.
The fourth young master, Tuobayan, and the second and third brother were surrounded by the corpse. The first brother's face was heavy, and the two girls Xingyue and the second brother were red. It was obvious that they had just cried, and the other men were all
It was a look of sorrow.
Yan Susu glanced at the corpse, and her body staggered and did not stand firm. Fortunately, Feng Yuchuan was behind her and hurriedly supported her firmly.
"Sister!" Feng Yuchuan said in a very desolate manner, "Say sad!"
Sadness, heh, saliva, why did she want to be so sad? This person who is lying down is not him, not his.
How handsome he is, how strong he is, the person in front of him is vague, with a loss of appearance and a thin figure. How could it be him? It is impossible.
She stepped forward step by step, staggering step by step, which really made the people around her worry. The dick came up to help her, but she pushed her away.
She almost used all her strength to walk to the broken body step by step, and then almost madly pulled open the torn clothes on his body: "It's not his, there are two overlapping scars on his chest.
”
However, after pulling her clothes open, she couldn't help but gasp.
This bloody body has no trace of scars.
"It's not his. There are overlapping scars on his chest that have been wounded by a scimitar, or I have cured it with my own hands. How could it be him?"
Xingyue came up, gently closed Yuan Minxiang's clothes and said in pain: "Princess, it's really the master. The third prince Fengao discovered him. He found his master in the secret room in the Fenglang room.
At that time, there was a burnt corpse of a phoenix wolf lying beside him, as well as some charcoal powder and a soldering iron."
"Brother is torturing the prince because of the fire. He accidentally burned his clothes by splashing charcoal and burned them to death." Feng Yuchuan said then.
"Impossible, he will not die. The child has not been born yet, how could he die? How could he die?" Yan Susu had no tears, only a roar of pain was left. Looking at everyone beside her, she was so big
He shouted, "Tell me, tell me, this is not him, this is not him, tell me, tell me!"